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Carol Perkins: Life's Chapters, Six - Church Programs
Previous Chapter: Life's Chapters, Five - The Tree
By Carol Perkins
The Christmas Program at Church. From a young girl and into adulthood, I participated in our church Christmas program.
I began as an angel wearing coat hanger wings wrapped in silver tinsel, a sheet, and my patient leather Sunday shoes with white ruffled socks. The halo, also covered in tinsel, was shaped to fit my head.
Older boys, playing the roles of wise men or shepherds, wore their father's robes and slippers. I don't know the origin of the shepherds' hooks, but we had them year after year. Mothers wound towels around the reluctant heads of the wise men. Mary and Joseph were the oldest teens. Everyone participated.
Music, of course, was vital.
Even though we had no employed music director, we collaborated with the song leader and created a cantata (or bought/borrowed one). We mixed traditional songs with modern ones, which everyone seemed to love.
When we planned our program, tossing out ideas/opinions until the song director probably wished for recorded music, we began with modern times with couples shopping, wrapping gifts, rushing to Grandma's house, waiting for Santa, and then ended with the story of the birth.
At the end of the program, Santa came through the back door with a sack of gifts. Every child had a present, as did Sunday school teachers, the minister, staff, and a few extra ones for surprises. Santa sat in the laps of our older members, giving the kids a laugh. One time his pillow slipped so badly he told the kids he'd be right back. "I need to check on the reindeer!" Their eyes grew wide with wonderment.
The church never looked better than on that night when the candles flickered against the stained-glass windows, the tree vibrated with colorful lights, and the spotlight was on the children.
Today is much like those of yesteryear. Church programs continue and the costumes are not much different from the ones we wore. Adults are keeping the spirit alive. Nothing changes about the story of the birth. It is one thing we can count on in this joyful season.
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